Now my hand drops back to your right ankle and I begin again, trailing up the inside of your right thigh till almost touching your cunt; I ask if your...nipples are erect as I probe your cunt lips, I again slide my finger through to your ass as I tell you what a naughty horny little slut you really are. Your only reply was, "oh ray I'm soaking already!"I chastise you for not using my proper salutation of Sir or Master, then I stand behind you so close you can feel my erect cock against your arse. ” Right there on the plush carpet Julie wrapped her hands around my neck and pulled me up and over to the dining room table. She quickly pulled off her shirt revealing her braless little tits which gave a subtle bounce as two hard nipples poked out. She pulled on them hard and twisted them, as if to show me how she liked it. The crotch of Julie’s tight jeans showed a wet spot and as I watched her take them off I realized she didn’t have underwear on.“Oh Julie, you are a nasty bitch,” I. I know I was married to Steve, but I just couldn’t get Chris off my mind. A few minutes after 11, I retreated to my room for the night. I was given one of the many guest rooms in the house while the brothers were sleeping in the rooms they had when they still lived there. My room ironically was next door to Chris’ and at the other end of the house from Steve’s. Knowing that Steve would be waiting a bit longer before sneaking in, I decided to masturbate a little to calm myself down. Stepping. They live an hour north of Stockholm and we spent the whole journey catching up on news. I got nagged for still seeing Sarah and warned that she would never leave her husband to live a full lesbian life with me. I explained; as I usually do that I sort of knew that but I was ever hopeful and I didn’t at the moment have a great list of alternatives other than to be celibate or go out on the scene neither prospect particularly appeals.“Never mind,” said Maria, “We’ll take your mind off of it this.